Chapter 624: Marvel: Awakening the Little Universe at the Start, Chapter 338

Without any combat power to speak of.

Hawkeye's gaze swept over this group of Talokan warriors without any combat power to speak of, ignored the water pressure turrets rising on various crystal buildings below, and his gaze fell on Namor, his expression brilliant to the extreme.

"Give you a chance!"

"In front of your people, kneel to me."

"I can consider not slaughtering your tribe."

As everyone knows.

Hawkeye, toward people, has always been true to his word.

But do Namor and his Talokan count as people?

No.

At the very least, if sent to the United Nations, Talokan certainly cannot be considered a human nation.

So—

Even if you kneel, I'll slaughter you!

He said this sentence without any other meaning, just wanting to simply humiliate this Namor.

Pity, Namor didn't fall for it either.

After all, the previous car's warning is the next car's teacher.

Namor listened to Hawkeye's words and sneered: "I didn't expect you to be able to find this place. Since you found this place, then be buried here."

As he spoke.

A roar came from behind Hawkeye.

I don't know when, three Talokan warriors, who had merged with the surrounding seawater and seemed invisible, after a roar, held the sound wave spears in their hands that were sufficient to crush diamonds by resonance, leaped up from behind Hawkeye, and stabbed at Hawkeye.

Hawkeye didn't look back, spreading his arms!

Boom!

Hot crimson flames erupted from his body in a ring shape. In just an instant, the sound wave spears in the three Talokan warriors' hands were instantly melted.

As for those three Talokan warriors?

Under the cover of the hot crimson flames, in just an instant, the three turned into a skeleton frame of white bones.

Namor's pupils contracted.

"Kill him!"

"Kill!"

"Land person, go to hell!"

"Offend Talokan, die!"

"Talokan, long live!"

Following Namor's order, the Talokan elite warriors, who had been waiting for a long time and were full of battle intent, while making battle roars, quickly charged toward Hawkeye from the front.

Hawkeye looked at the Talokan soldiers rushing toward him like a flood, didn't choose to swing his fists, but bent forward, using the weapon he had just obtained—the Namor trident!

Although using the Namor trident was not as fast as using his fists to clear the field.

But using the Namor trident was heart-punishing.

Accompanied by Hawkeye's figure continuously shuttling through this group of Talokan elite soldiers, the Namor trident, which originally belonged to the Talokan divine artifact, also continuously went in and out of various parts of the Talokan elite soldiers' bodies.

Every time the Namor trident went in and out, an elite soldier would die miserably.

Blood continuously surged from the wounds where their corpses were pierced by the Namor trident. In almost less than three minutes, the scarlet blood had completely dyed Talokan's transparent crystal dome into a blood-red color.

If one looked up from inside Talokan.

It was as if the whole sky had turned blood-red!

Namor, who hadn't gone out of the dome and was standing almost against the dome, extended his right hand, looking at Hawkeye, who was performing a "God of War Unrivaled" scene among the Talokan soldiers who were rushing out in a steady stream, his gaze staring dead at the trident in Hawkeye's hand that originally belonged to him, attempting to summon the trident back.

But...

The trident couldn't be said to have no reaction, it could only be said that it couldn't be connected.

Accompanied by one Talokan soldier after another dying under the trident, the trident was also buzzing.

But it wasn't responding to Namor.

It was responding to Hawkeye.

Nothing else.

The trident, it was excited.

It was Poseidon's weapon, after all, and it was a killing weapon that had accompanied Poseidon, the God of the Sea, in conquering the ocean.

And what did it become in Namor's hands?

It clearly had the power of the Sea God, but for so many years, he didn't think about improving his own Sea God power, but instead used it as a medium to communicate with the Sea God power.

Not thinking about progress.

The most important point, it was a weapon of conquest, what did Namor use it for?

Either use it to hit fish.

Or use it to scare ordinary people walking on the ocean.

Damn it.

I am a divine artifact, I want slaughter, I want battle.

Namor did indeed use it to fight later.

The result was that it was slapped away by Hawkeye more than once.

Namor didn't feel aggrieved, it felt aggrieved itself.

The trident believed that if its master, Poseidon, held it, it would never be so humiliated.

And right now.

In the process of Hawkeye using the trident as a Sky-Piercing Halberd and playing "mowing down enemies" among the Talokan soldiers, every swing had blood drawn, and the trident felt long-lost hot blood and excitement.

That's right.

This is the feeling, use me to pierce, defeat them.

So...

Namor?

Who is this, I'm not familiar, don't look for me, I'm afraid the new master will misunderstand!

The trident buzzed excitedly.

"Hah!"

"Poof!"

Accompanied by the trident's stunning slash, a Talokan soldier was directly split in half from head to toe.

The thick blood instantly merged into the surrounding seawater with a "poof."

And this was the last Talokan soldier who dared to appear before him.

As for the others?

The remaining Talokan soldiers who finally reacted to Hawkeye's terrifying combat power had already retreated into the crystal dome, their faces pale, looking at Hawkeye as if looking at a Demon God.

After all...

In just less than five minutes, Hawkeye had killed two-thirds of their people.

And he used their King's weapon.

The Talokan soldiers who had fled back into the crystal dome, at this time, seemed to have finally reacted, looking at their King.

Namor's face at this moment was ugly to the extreme.

Hawkeye played a trident flower, then hooked his right hand, resting the unstained trident on his shoulder, his face not red, his breath not short, his eyes looking at Namor with playfulness.

"Last chance!"

"Kneel, call me master!"

"I can consider sparing your life!"

He said consider.

Consider doesn't mean definitely.

As everyone knows.

Namor's face was ugly, looking at Hawkeye, who seemed to be killing them at their doorstep, and said in a deep voice: "My Talokan's shield is not something Wakanda's shield can compare to. You cannot break this shield."

Hawkeye listened to this sentence and looked at Namor, his mouth curling up.

"Is that so?"

"Hmph!"

Namor snorted coldly.

Talokan's shield also used Vibranium technology, but it was lost civilization's Vibranium energy technology.

So—

Namor had this confidence, believing in Talokan's shield.

Hawkeye looked at Namor's expression and didn't talk nonsense, his figure slowly rising under Namor's gaze.

The next moment.

Bang!

Hawkeye's clothes exploded, and the moment his upper clothes burst, he revealed his upper body that could be called majestic, and then his right palm opened toward the sky.

No way.

His strongest move, it didn't need to wear a Saint Cloth, it needed to explode clothes to do it.

Roar!

Following the opening of Hawkeye's strongest move posture, a high-pitched dragon roar resounded through the entire abyss, and following that, phantoms of fire dragons wandered on Hawkeye's body, and then gathered on Hawkeye's right palm.

"Give you a chance, you don't cherish it!"

"Since that's the case!"

"Namor McKenzie."

"Watch carefully, how I slaughter your entire tribe right in front of your face."

"Lushan—!"

"Hundred Dragons—!"

"Dominance—!!!"

"..."